So...I'm here. And my room is done. And I'm alone (having been for an hour and a half). And I wanna cry. I feel pathetic. I just feel like 18-year-olds are not supposed to cry over their mommy. *sigh* I'll get used to it.
Anyway, today did not start off very well. I was up till 3 last night sneezing and crying, and then Mom was up till 5 worrying about me, so she slept till 11. We didn't leave till 1, and didn't get here till 3:30. Then, we get to my room and find out that Residence Life didn't take the furniture out. So we had to take care of that. Luckily Mom and I had Holly, Carmen, and my two friends Robin and Amy. And a few guys helped us here and there.
I bought Mom, Carmen, and Holly pizza for dinner, and Mom left about 7:15 or 7:30. Holly and Carmen left about 8:30. And now I have a pounding headache. But I'm waiting for Mom to call me cause she said she would.